Art, where you find it

Daily writing prompt
What brings a tear of joy to your eye?

Ceramics and small amounts of paint seemed to be the language of some public art. A lot of publicly presented art is large. It makes tremors in its presentation. But yesterday, I found diminutive but impressive public art and pieces of what appear to be private art presented publicly. All these are in a two-block area in Shelbourne Falls, Massachusetts, but not all are easily found.

I’ve found that unexpected art and public art that you have to seek out brings me a lot of joy. It’s not like the huge equestrian statue that seems to slam you on the head; it’s much more subtle and human scale, sometimes in the least expected spaces.

8 Replies to “Art, where you find it”

  1. these were all amazing! I love local art by nobody famous… real art by regular souls bearing a wonderful gift… quietly displaying it from within their backyards, if you get my drift…

      1. I’m going to be going to a remote part of Wyoming next summer to lead a painting workshop. It will be both the first one I’ve led OR attended. My attendees will range in age from 12 to 94. I can’t wait! I don’t believe everyone is an artist, but I do believe everyone can have a good time making art. I loved the photo in your post, “You call this painting?” I laughed.

  2. Saturday, I was listening to Nebraska Public Radio’s morning concert when they played a Haydn cello concerto I’d not listened to in years. I forgot how joyous the first movement is and a tear ran down my face. It is Joseph Haydn’s : Cello Concerto D major No.2 in Hob.VIIb, one that wasn’t even thought to be his till the 1950s when his autograph manuscript of it was found.

    Music affects me that way. I have a recording of Beethoven’s Emperor Concerto for piano, a Rudolf Serkin 1967 recording, that has cadenzas so powerfully realized I feel over-whelmed by the beauty of this master’s artistry and tears of joy flow every time I hear how he handled these moments in the score left for the artist to show his or her improvisational skills, kinda 19th Century Jazz!

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